The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1887-12-09

HufLlGEs 4 remark Nu&N LniS WHAA Oh AMS
Gospel is at the gate of comfort DO you
know where David was when he uttered
the words Of the text? He was in the cave
of Adullam. That is where some of you
are now. Has the world always gone
smoothly with you? Has it never pursued
you with slanderg Is your health always
good? Have your fortunes never perished2
Are your children all alive and well2 Is
there one dead lamb in the fold? Are you
ignorant of the way to the cemeteryg
Have you ever heard the bell toll when it
seemed as if every stroke of the iron clap
per beat your hearth Are the skies as
bright when you look into them as
they used to be when other eyes,
now closed. used to look into them?
Is there some trunk or drawer in your
house that you go to only on anniversary
days, when there COMES beating against
your soul the surf of a great ocean OF
agony? tits the cave of Adullaml Is there
some David here whose fatherlY heart
wayward Absalom has brokeng is there
some Abraham here who is lonely because
Sarah is dead in the famtlv-plot OF
Machpelah? After thirty orr forty years
of companionship, how hard it was for
them to part Why not have two soats in
the Lords chariot; so that both the old
folks might have gone up at oncef My
aged mother in her last moment said to
my father;
WOuiQnsb IL De nice II we cOulu
both go together?" No, no. We must
part. And there are wounded hearts here
to-day. The world can not comfort you.
What can it bring you? Nothing. Moth
ing. The salve they try to put on your
wounds will not stick. They can not, with
their bungling surgery, mend the broken
bones
Zoppar, the Naamathite, and Bildad,
the Shuhite, and Eliphaz, the Temanite,
ooy1aa in oud fnIIr nd toIl and fol buf
miserable comforters are they all. They
can not pour light into the cave OF Adult
lam. They can not bring a single drop OF
water from
The well OF Bethlehem, which Is by the gate.
But, glory be to Jesus Christ there is
comfort at the gate. There is life in the
we'll at the gate. If you give me time
will draw up a promise for every man,
woman and child in this house. Aye,
will do it in two minutes. l will lay hold
the rope OF the old we'll.
What is your trouble? "Oh," you say,
"I sick, so weary of life-ailments
after ailments" / will draw up a promise:
The inhabitants shall never say 'I am sicS'
What is your trouble2 "Oh, it is loss Of
iends-bereavement," you say. I will
draw you up promise, fresh and cold, out
of the we'll:
I am tho resurrection and the life; he that
belleveth in me, though he were dead, yet shall
he live.
What is your trouble? You say Il is the
inflrmities of old age. 1 will draw you up
a promise:
Down to old age I am with thee, to hoary
hairs will carry thee.
What is your trouble? "Oh," you say,
81 have a widowed soul, and my children
cry for bread. 1 bring up this promises:
Leave thy fatherless children--I viii preserve
them alive, and lett thy widows trust in me.
break through the armed ranks Of your
sorrows to-day and bring to your parched
| lips
A drink of the water OF the well OF Bethle-
/ hem, which is by the gate.
Again, the Gospel well is az the gate OF
| Heaven. have not heard yet one single
intelligent account Of the future world
/ from anybody who does not believe in tho
| Bible. They throw such fog about the
subject that I do not want to 40 to the
skeptic's heaven, to the transcendental-
lists heaven, to the worldly philosophers
/ heaven. would not exchauge the poor
est room in your house for tile finest
/ heaven that hua3aRs or Stuart Mill, or
/ Darwin ever dreamed of Their hcaveN
has no Christ in it; and q heaven without
| Christ, though you could sweep The whole
Il universe into IL, would be a hell Oh, they
/ tell US there are no songs there's there are
no coronations I'm Heaven-thEt Is aii
/ Imagination. They tell as we will de
there about what we do mere, only ON
4 larger scale-geometrized With clearer in-
/ telIect, and with aIpenstock no Chamber
/ ing up over the icebergs in an eternal
vacation. Rather than that, turn 60 my
Bible, and / find Johns picture of that
| good Iand-that Heaven which was yoir
| lullaby in infancy; that Heaven which
| our children in the Sabbath-school will
sing about this afternoon; that Heaven
which has a 'sweil at the gate"
After you have been on a long journey,
| and you come in all bedusted and tired TO
/ your home, the first thing you want IL re-
/ freshing abution; and / am glad to know
| that after we get through the pilgrim
age of this world-tho hard, dusty
| pilgrimage-we viii find a well at
| the gate. In that one wash, away
! will 60 our sins and sorrows. do not care
| whether cherub or sernph or my own de-
parted friends in that blessed land place
TO my lips the cup, the touch Of that cup
| will be life, will be Heayenl was read
| ing Of how the ancients sought for the
fountain Of perpetual youth. They thought
If they could only find and drink out
| of that we'll the old would become young
| again, the sick would be cured aud every
body would have eternal juvenescance.
OF course, they could not find IL. Eurekai
| / have found ii
The water Of the well OF Bethlehem, which is
| by the gate.
But while I stand here there comes q
revulsion Of feeling when look into your
eyes and know there are souls bore dying
Of thirst, notwithstanding the weil at the
gate. Between them and the well of
Heaven there is a great army Of SIM
and though Christ is ready 70 clear way
20 that well for them, they will not have
his love or intercession.
But / am glad TO know that you may
come yet. The well is here-the well Of
Heaven. Come; do not care how feeble
You are. Let me take hold OF your arm
and steady you mp to the weil-curh.
Ho. every ono that thirsteth, come.
would rather win one soul 20 Christ
this morning than wear the crown Of the
worlds dominion. Do not LET any 1nan
20 away and say I did not invite hims
Oh il you could only Just look &C my
Lord once; IL you could just SEQ him full
ia the face; ay, If you could only DO mz
that woman did whom read about at
the beginning Of the services-iuat come
up behind him and touch bis feet--Iae-
thinks you would live I'm Northern New
Jersey one winter three little children
wandered or from home in "a gnowstorm.
Night came on. Father and mother
/ said: f'Where are the chiIdronW
They could not be- found. They started
out in haste, and the news ran 70 tho
nei0hbors, and before morning it was said
that there were hundreds Of men hunting
the mountains for those three ehildrens
but found them not. After aw allie man
imagined there was n place that had net
been looked at, and he went ard saw the
three children. He examined their bodies.
he found that the older boy had taken or
his coat and wrapped IL around the
younger one, the baby, and then taken oh
his vest and put Il around tho other onei
and there they all died, he probably tho
first for he had no coat OF vest. On
ID was a touching scene when that was
: brought 20 light ] was on the ground g
little while after, and it brought tha